A/N: Sooo... After watching this episode (like, watch it for five, six times in one night?) I've decided that 1) I want myself a Robin ASAP; 2) I'll try to remain as canon as possible throughout all the prompts I'll write from here. This one and the one posteed tomorrow have been written before Sunday's ep, so...won't be as canon as culd be. If you're following my trail of thoughts. ;)


Prompt: Henry and Roland team up to convince their parents to give them a baby sister.


"Henry! Roland!"

This was too much. Far too much. It had started four days prior, and it was enough. She had enough.

First, there had been the drawings Roland had made and plastered on every inch of the kitchen's walls as he could reach with his height. Drawings of them. Well, them... His father, Regina, Henry, himself, and a baby he had marked as 'sister'.

Then there had been Henry's choice of songs when he was supposedly doing his homework, and that was echoing all around the house in volume. Songs about baby girls, families, but mostly baby girls.

Then they had baked a cake they had covered in pink glaçage. That could have been cute if they hadn't written in mauve sugar paste 'Please' on it.

Then, even worse, as she walked them to the bus stop, there had been the constant 'Oh, look, a family with a baby!' 'Look, Gina, they are happy!' and other 'Grandma says baby Hope is a cutie pie.' She didn't know which one set her nerves on fire...

But that. That.

"Henry! I know it was you!" She bolted into the kitchen, and there they were, all her three boys. Robin looked at her, visibly amused by this whole ordeal. She glared openly at her son, and lifted the pink cloth to his face. "How did this happen? How did my shirt turn pink?"

He had the audacity to shrug. "Maybe you mixed the colours in the washing machine..."

She sighed, exhausted, and shared a look with Robin.

He chuckled and went to stand by her, taking her hand. "Maybe the best would be to agree..."

She sent him a tired smile. "Perhaps..."

Henry bolted up and went to crush Regina in a hug, quickly joined by Roland. "Thanks, Mom, thanks thanks thanks!"

"I haven't agreed yet."

"But you will, eh? You will?"

She chuckled as the look on their faces. So hopeful. Then she sighed. "Okay, then. We'll try."

The cheers that erupted in the kitchen at that moment could have rendered an elephant deaf.